"Shushu."
The handsome man had a cold smile on his lips, "Going home."
Just as Pan Shu was about to step forward, Mo Dan tightly grasped her snow-white wrist. He glanced at Emperor Shijun with a sinister look and said in a charming and elegant voice, "You are not worthy of my little bride."
Emperor Shijun silently gripped the hilt of the sword.
indeed.
He is not yet a match for Mo Dan.
He was just about to enter the Tribulation Period, and his realm was still unstable, while Mo Dan... was already a demon god.
Emperor Shijun glanced at Mo Dan thoughtfully, and suddenly curled up a sarcastic smile, "I've heard that the Demon God killed his wife to prove his Dao, and used this to prove to the Heavenly Dao his firm Dao heart. So it seems... I am indeed not as good as the Demon God."
Mo Dan's expression turned cold, "Are you looking for death?"
It seems that the scar on the little girl's heart was left by Mo Dan.
Emperor Shijun's heart ached slightly.
Did she ever... deeply love Mo Dan?
At that time.
Does she feel pain? Does she hate it?
Emperor Shijun only regretted that he met her too late.
Before I could properly protect her, she had to suffer the cruelest thing in the world...
Mo Dan felt the doubtful and burning gaze of the little girl beside him. He turned his head away fiercely, almost embarrassedly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down slightly. He said with difficulty, "Go home, Banshu."
He slowly and weakly loosened the slender jade-like hands that were restraining her.
Panshu couldn't wait to run to Emperor Shijun.
Hiding behind him, she poked her head out and shook the candy man in her hand, "Thank you for the candy man."
The little girl is polite and well-behaved.
Mo Dan's heart softened.
But the man's next sentence in a cold tone made Mo Dan frown.
"Throw it away, dear. I'll buy you a new one."
"……oh."
Mo Dan raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly.
Emperor Shijun curled his lips slightly, "By the way, tomorrow is the day Shushu and I get married. Would the Demon God like to come and show his support?"
"nature."
Mo Dan raised his eyebrows strangely.
He not only has to go.
And he also wants to get back his little bride.
No one noticed that the golden light of the phoenix feather hairpin gradually deepened in the ink-black bun.
Swaying freely.
The girl's face turned pale.
late at night.
Outside the courtyard, beside the bamboo fence.
The slender man, dressed in a black and gorgeous robe, looked expressionlessly at the swaying window paper where the candlelight was still burning. The ends of his handsome and charming eyebrows were slightly raised, lazy and elegant.
Like a vicious dog lurking in the dark.
"Your Majesty."
Mo Dan responded nonchalantly, unconsciously stroking the white jade ring on his index finger.
"Is everything done?" He said without any emotion.
"Everything is ready. Tomorrow is the day when Emperor Shijun will die." The man in black gradually figured out some of Mo Dan's thoughts. Perhaps the devil has always loved his wife, a woman.
Mo Dan glanced at the man in black lightly, "Hmm?"
He slightly tightened his fingertips, and before the man in black could scream, he turned into black mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Dare to guess his thoughts?
You really... think your life is too long.
Mo Dan took one last glance at the big red "囍" character on the courtyard gate and sneered coldly.
Just when her eyelashes drooped, they trembled slightly.
He once had it.
——He was also married to her.
He left as quietly as he had come.
After Mo Dan left, the bamboo forest behind him swayed slightly, and a stunning woman in white with a rosy face walked out slowly.
The moonlight illuminates that most beautiful face in the world.
Hey, I accidentally bumped into her~
She hadn't meant to eavesdrop.
The next moment, the girl's face turned pale and her thin body was shaking as if it could not bear it.
It's heartbreaking to watch.
Her tearful eyes seemed filled with endless sorrow.
When she opened the door and walked to the bed, Emperor Shijun opened his sleepless eyes and pulled the girl into his warm and broad arms. His big hand gently held her cold hand, "Why are you so cold?"
"I just remembered that the green beans that were drying in the sun have not been collected yet..." The girl forced her lips.
Under the moonlight, her face was as pale as paper.
Emperor Shijun noticed something strange and asked, "Why didn't you call me?"
"Seeing you're asleep, I don't want to wake you up." She lay on the bed and whispered, "Go to sleep."
Emperor Shijun always felt that something was different about the little girl.
There seemed to be a hint of sadness in his eyes that was not usually there.
"What's bothering you? Tell me, okay?" Emperor Shijun gently tucked her hair behind her ears and kissed her forehead affectionately. "Whether you've been wronged or gotten into trouble, I will always stand by Shushu and support her..."
"Will my brother fall in love with someone else..."
The girl hugged him silently.
"There will never be anyone else." Emperor Shijun sighed. The first time he saw her on Qing Street, Emperor Shijun knew that there would never be anyone else like her.
"Okay." Pan Shu bent her lips gently, "I'm just afraid that if my brother marries Shu Shu, he won't cherish her anymore."
Emperor Shijun breathed a sigh of relief and felt amused at the same time, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
"Rest early, huh?"
"good."
The next day.
The matchmakers who were helping Ban Shu with her makeup were so surprised that their eyes widened. "I've lived to this age and now I know there are really beauties like angels in this world..."
"Miss Ban and Young Master Di are truly a match made in heaven..."
The matchmakers kept saying nice things to each other.
Ban Shu slightly raised her lips.
Firecrackers blasted outside the window.
The matchmaker put the red veil on Panshu's delicate and beautiful flying fairy bun.
Under the red veil.
It was Panshu's pair of upturned fox eyes that were so cold that nothing in the world was favored by her.
Patio.
The air was faintly filled with the pungent smell of firecrackers.
The smile on Emperor Shijun's face was gentle and elegant, and his eyes were full of joy at marrying his beloved.
Mo Dan sat on a bench beside him. It was clearly just an ordinary bamboo woven bench, but he inexplicably felt like he was sitting on it as a priceless throne.
Fu Ce was dressed in white, standing under the eaves, his eyes cold.
Even if my heart is upset and sad.
But he just watched quietly.
This was her happiest day, and he couldn't ruin the wedding.
Otherwise she would be sad.
Mo Dan doesn't engage in such empty talk. If anyone dares to steal his wife, he'll just kill them with a single word: "Kill them!"
A sturdy matchmaker screamed in panic, "Oh no... Oh no, the bride is missing! The bride is missing!"
The words fell.
The room was filled with silence.
Even the air became stagnant.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the handsome and elegant Emperor Shijun in red.
I was wondering in my heart: Could it be that this bride ran away from her marriage?
Even Mo Dan paused his fingertips in surprise.
Fu Ce raised his eyes.
Emperor Shijun pursed his lips and forced a smile, "Please wait a moment."
After saying this, he walked out of the courtyard in a hurry.
He planted his scent on the little girl.
Emperor Shijun slowly closed his eyes and carefully felt where Banshu was.
Birdsong Mountain!
Panshu is in Bird Singing Mountain!
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